Meeting on a Saturday morning to discuss business at our studio space I had the sudden urge for pastries. Being a man who isn't often caught with a pastry in hand, this was a new and unusual feeling, both exciting and scary simultaneously. A frightening and eye opening emotion, this wanton desire for pastries.
I said to my fellow compatriots, "Who wants some pastries?"
The next thing I knew I was on a pastry finding mission through the streets of Willoughby slash Chatswood.
Now, would you believe me if I told you that a pastry shop, or bakery, as they're also known, is very difficult to find in this upper north shore district? Well it's true. Up High Street I walked, turning onto Victoria Road, a quick detour down Penshurst and then back up Victoria to continue my way towards the centre of Chatswood. A thriving metropolis and definite pastry seller.
Finally, halfway to the station, I found Sweet Delight, a small Vietnamese Bakery, and while the exterior might not scream Boulangerie or Stylish French Patisserie, once inside; the smell of fresh bread climbed my nasal peaks and made the ol' factory feel new again.
I ordered a selection of snails, tarts and buns and had them all quartered to better distribute the goods amongst my peers. The price was nice and the pastries nicer, satisfying that strange and lingering urge to eat sweat sugary bread.
There is a strong nostalgic feel to this place for me and I can only assume that it must be somewhat similar to a bakery from my childhood. Nevertheless, Sweet Delight, while, maybe not a fancy hip bakery, has a good selection of breads and cakes, drinks, sells the Sunday paper and has a few tables and chairs inside and out for those who wish to have a coffee with their breakfast snail. read more